the patient
rises
holds onto
the bed
and sits up.
the sun
as always
is in the window.
the radio
is on.
a plant leans
on the sill
towards
the light.
the faucet drips.
the cat
meows.
everything seems
to ignore
his dying.
what choice
does the world
have, but
to go on.
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